Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

He knew that Samson would be ruined if he continued staying with Rosalie.

“I’ll

looked at the

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“What happened in the hospital this afternoon?”

beat around the bush and

anyone else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth, and she struck others whenever she raised her hand. She would not

as a babbling brook,

actuality, she was a

violent emotions threatening to burst from his chest, Anthony took a deep breath.

Anthony ordered in

that everything that had happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return

wife and child because of this

it weren’t for

as the blood rushed to his head, and he tasted the tang of iron

was solely for

his phone and called

have

Anthony hung up. On the other side, Brendan stared at the screen of his own

the middle of

of people to

room was very lively

had also invited a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young

girls were eager to ride their coattails, so they were working hard at entertaining them.

one beside Anthony was the prettiest, even vaguely looking like Genevieve

if this was on

look at her. He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn

the afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging out his deepest

He couldn’t ho

back any longer, overwhelmed by his

she had said was that

take pity on Samson, but why not pity

wanted her back

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would be good to

Genevieve

gulped down a whiskey, but it might as well

him tried stopping

wrong?” One of them cajoled. “Are you trying to drown

drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some

to the female model beside Anthony.

been unable to find a chance and make her

heard this, she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass of wine.

as if she were trying to convey something while handing the

and seemed a little startled

just seen

‘Genie?

her?‘

y wondered.

drunk, and his expression was fierce as he reached out

voice, Anthony asked, “Is that you,

her face excitedly.